The broadsword reflected the dazzling sunlight, which appeared bright and shining, reflecting on Ximentian's closed eyes.

"When you become a ghost, don't haunt me, I'm just an executioner on orders. "The executioner was very strong, and he was talking to himself with a bit of an urn.

The executioner is inherently detrimental to Yin Virtue, not to mention how many dead souls there are under his butcher's knife. He said this just to leave himself with comfort.

"Ghost? I have killed all over this netherworld, how to reincarnate as a man. The god of Simon said such a sentence, and there was a hint of purple in his eyes.

The executioner didn't know that Ximen Tian was deaf and dumb before, but when he was talking nonsense this time, he spat twice into his hand, and the big knife around the head made a slight trembling sound.

"Ride!" a gray-haired boy jumped on his horse and whipped his whip, riding from outside the city gate.

"Who are you, stop quickly!" the garrison sergeant hurriedly shouted when he saw that the boy was dressed extraordinarily.

Wearing a mask and holding a silver spear, the boy turned a deaf ear to the words of the defenders and rushed all the way. The two columns of guards stationed at the city gate were also prepared, and they lined up the tall horse-resisting stakes.

"Don't think about ......"

Before the words fell, the tip of the spear was stained with blood, and the wooden stakes splashed everywhere! In less than a breath, the guards of Jiangcheng died one after another under the wind of guns!

In this way, one person and one horse, kicked and smashed the city gate, and rushed straight towards the entrance of the vegetable market.

"Wouldn't that be a violation of the rules? Zhang Tianshi looked at the dashing back through the round mirror technique, and suddenly turned his head to look at the clone of the Sword Saint.

"What do you see me doing here. Qingyang's doppelganger looked at Zhang Tianshi's gaze and laughed unnaturally.

"I found ...... You've changed a bit. ”

They are all people who have lived for thousands of years, and Qingyang, as a sword saint, of course understands what Zhang Tianshi is referring to, because Miao Zun had also said the same thing before this.

"You're not surprised at all. Zhang Tianshi shook his head and continued to stare at the scene in Jiangcheng, but this sentence seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Perhaps, as a human being, there is always something to change, isn't it? ”

As soon as Qingyang's words fell, the mountain fell silent. Zhang Tianshi couldn't feel the emotions of the Sword Saint, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

A hundred years ago, Qingyang may still be the sword saint, thinking that he was an immortal sword saint.

Those who cultivate immortals, cultivate to the great consummation of immortals, they will encounter immortal catastrophes, and if they succeed, they will be immortals, and if they fail, they will suffer three disasters and nine tribulations forever, and they will be scattered immortals. It stands to reason that scattered immortals are immortals, but Ximen Tian let him know that scattered immortals are not all immortals in the final analysis.

"I think this son surnamed Duan is still the marquis of the Tang Dynasty back then, and he has had a few encounters with me. Back then, he was also young and arrogant, wantonly pointing the world. Now that the Tang Dynasty has been destroyed for so many years, he is also disheartened. This rescue has also ended a long-cherished wish a hundred years ago. ”

Zhang Tianshi looked at Duan Ping all the way in the middle of the round mirror technique, as if he had entered a no-man's land, and he also had a little feeling.

"Duan Ping is here, who dares to stop me!" Duan Ping shouted, riding his horse and holding a gun along the street. Before the pedestrians and patrols on the street could react, they were knocked away by the galloping spirit horse. When the patrol got up to chase after them, all they saw was the dust left behind by the horse.

"Leave people under the knife!" a figure flew out from the horse's back, and the sharp air of the spear forced the people along the way back.

The executioner's ring-headed broadsword collided with the tip ......of the spear and instantly turned to ashes. The executioner's right arm was so strong that he was unconscious for a while, and could only see the crooked tendons.

"Oh my God, let's go. Duan Ping stood on the execution platform, and with a single pick of the tip of the gun, the rope that locked Ximentian was directly broken. The breeze blew away his long gray hair, and under the mask, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were faintly visible.

Ximen Tian looked at this familiar and unfamiliar face suspiciously, and the purple meaning in his eyes faded slightly. Duan Ping was also stunned, remembering what Zhang Tianshi had said.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" the executioner was already mentally broken as he faced the tip of the spear. The tip of this gun is contaminated with murderous aura......

"What crime should I be guilty of daring to trespass on the execution ground?" the prison officer was shocked when he saw this, and beckoned the guards to arrest Duan Ping.

Duan Ping didn't say a word, pulled Ximen Tian across the crowd, and rode on the war horse. Then he waved it behind him casually, and walked away with a clip of the horse's belly.

The supervisor just wanted to speak, but found that his throat hurt, and a trace of blood quickly expanded, and a cavity of blood spurted out, shocking the people. The crowd that originally watched the excitement instantly dispersed, for fear of getting into trouble for themselves.

The sergeant Jiangcheng, who was about to catch up, couldn't help but stagnate when he saw this scene, and looked at each other on his horse, not daring to act rashly for a while, but symbolically chasing for a while, and watching the mysterious boy wearing a mask leave at the city gate.

"You apprentice, I'm afraid you're going to fall into the devil. Zhang Tianshi shook his head and sighed, but when he turned his head, he found that the clone of the Sword Saint had dissipated, leaving only a piece of teleportation jade slip.

"If he reaches the realm of heaven and man when he is in the mortal realm and hurts people, I still have to abide by the agreement between the immortal cultivation realm and the mortal realm and kill him. The round mirror technique gradually dissipated, and a white-haired old man with a dust whisk in his hand also disappeared into the mountain.

"Phew. Duan Ping took off his mask, revealing his rather old face. When the horse heard the command, he obediently slowed down and paced leisurely.

"Are you really Tian'er?" Seeing that Ximen Tian was silent, Duan Ping still asked a little strangely. I saw him put his two fingers together, pointing at the Ximen Tianbaihui acupoint, and the aura came down from the acupoint, nourishing the two damaged places.

After all, this was too different from the appearance of the Ximen Tian he had seen before, and if it weren't for Zhang Tianshi's guidance, he wouldn't have dared to confirm that this was the Ximen Tian he was looking for.

"Maybe it's been a hundred years, and the world has already gone through vicissitudes, so you may have some troubles. As Duan Ping spoke, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and the spear was thrown violently, and one person fell in response.

"Damn!" at the Wanyue Headquarters, a person stood in the position of the hall master, and the cup in his hand was crushed. The eyeliner he had used to monitor the situation in Jiang Cheng just now shattered, leaving no news of the person who robbed the law field.

"It turned out to be some young people. Duan Ping sneered, his fingers moved, and the spear was returned to his hand.

"Huh?" When he turned around, an indescribable aura emanated, and Ximen Tian's cultivation began to skyrocket.

The first layer of Qi training, the third layer of Qi training, and the fifth layer of Qi training...... Then the momentum changed again, the early stage of King Kong, the middle stage of King Kong, and the late stage of King Kong......

A sword qi burst out from Ximentian's body, cutting the war horse in two. Duan Ping was also taken aback, tiptoed a little, and quickly stepped back.

Early Daoxuan, middle Daoxuan, late Daoxuan...... An aura of despair permeated the radius.

"This is the Demon Dao!" Duan Ping's face was solemn, and he finally recognized Ximen Tian's breath.

"Teleport him away!" Zhang Tianshi appeared in time and threw out the teleportation jade slip.

A white light enveloped Ximentian, intending to teleport him away. Unexpectedly, Ximen Tian's eyes widened, and the power of the riot forcibly resisted the power of teleportation.

At the top of Kunlun, the two sat opposite each other for a day and a half.

"No more talking, I'm leaving. Juggernaut patted the snow off his body, revealing a look of relief. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his ten fingers flicked slightly. That Ximen Tian was immediately sucked into the white light of the teleportation jade slip.

"What are you doing...... the mighty man of the Demon Sect looked stunned, watching the Sword Saint go to the streamer in the direction of the Sword Sect.